Chapter One: A Warrior finds battle, always!
Eric cut the mercenary's throat without mercy. His dog bounded around his gnawing at all of the bodies. Eric drew his sword out of the body as he approached the arena. He would have his victory today. Eric entered the ring and saw Saker look over him with menace.
"Leave him, he's mine!" barked Saker taking a draw from his cigar "You left quite a trail of bodies! Your not one of Sabine's dwellers that's for damn sure! But you'll die like one" He then leapt from the barricades and landed on the arena floor.
He then took a fire ball and approached the prince. The Prince simply gave a little smile and ran full pace towards the mercenary. Before Saker could move the Prince had jumped into the air and dug his sword deep into his heart. Saker staggered back and the crowd of mercenaries gasped. Saker fell back dead.
Eric pulled his blade from the leader and watched the others with contempt. He then pulled himself onto the barricade and sat in Saker's chair. All of the others were too stunned to stop him. Eric looked at them disgusted.
"You will leave Mistpeak forever and will never bother the Dweller folk again. If you do you will suffer the same fate as that of your comrades and leader" he spat on Saker's body "DEATH!" Suddenly a grey flash and the portal appeared. Eric jumped down and headed towards the portal.